So it's the middle of the night and I just think this beauty up! -Window
"So what is the problem?" The counselor asked.
"He is always rude to me! He comes home late at night obviously drunk off his feathers! I am so sick of it! He is no good! He is tearing this family apart!" Deep in a world called Hetalia an Icelandic boy and a mafia like bird sat in a marriage counseling office.
"Ay that's so not true! I come home at reasonable hours and I occasionally come home reasonably tipsy. He needs to chill!" The bird angrily grumbled out.
"Are you an alcoholic Mr. Puffin?" asked Dr. Tino.
"Absolutely not, I only drink four times a five day week!"
"See! That's exactly what I am talking about!" Emil pleaded.
"Oh please you just need to live a little!" The bird retorted.
"What are you trying to say Puffin?"
The bird looked around nervously before blurting, "I am saying you are a stick in the mud! You never do anything fun! You are cold! Ever since this relationship started you have been nothing but a big bag of nag! You are always nagging me and yelling at me and frankly I am sick of it! You need to just get your panties out of your ass and live a little! Maybe you are the reason I get stressed to the point of drinking so much!"
The puffin's words truly did pierce Emil's heart, leaving him speechless.
"I feel like there is more than meets the eye to your rage. Is there something more bothering you?" asked Dr. Tino.
Mr. Puffin stared at his feet claw things and sighed. "Emil... I saw you... and Sweden's fridge together. I can't believe you cheated on me!"
"Puffin, I swear that was a one time thing! Fridge just kept tempting me and I'm sorry!" Emil begged.
"Oh whatever just save it! I don't need you in my life! I have someone else!" The bird retorted.
Emil's heart shattered into a million pieces. "Who?" He whispered.
"A frisky little Polar bear on the west side of town. Kumajiro." The bird mocked.
"That's it screw, counseling, we are through! Good day !" Emil stormed out of the office with the bird following shortly after.
Through all of Emil's running, Mr. Puffin lost track of him. After a while of searching he found Emil on the ground crying into his knees. Mr. Puffin flew over and sat on his head. "It was just a joke... I am so sorry."
"R-really?" He cried.
"I would never leave you babe." The bird cooed. He jumped off his head and onto his knees and looked up at Emil's face. He closed his eyes and started to lean in. Emil closed his eyes as well. Mr. Puffin leaned in just barely a centimeter from Emil's lips before he whispered, "No homo." And then he flew away laughing his ass off.
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